C73 (1/2)

While the two of them were talking, Mo Ranran got down from the bed and walked over to the table. He took out a dagger from his sleeve, and with a cut on his wrist, his blood dripped into the tea cup.

Mo Feiye glanced at Military Surgeon Wang coldly and did not speak again.

The blood in the cup of tea was quickly replenished, so Mo Ranran tapped on the acupoint where the wound stopped, and raised his eyes to look at the Military Surgeon Wang, ”Is that enough?”

Military Surgeon Wang looked at Mo Feiye who had a gloomy face, and quickly said: ”Enough, enough.”

Military Surgeon Wang walked to the table and picked up the cup. ”Miss Mo, rest well. I'll be leaving first.” If he didn't leave, General Mo's gaze would have pierced him into a sieve.

After Military Surgeon Wang left, Mo Feiye took out a medicine box from the cabinet beside him. Seeing him walk over, Mo Ranran sat down obediently and placed his injured wrist in front of him.

Mo Feiye took out the Gold Sore Medicine from the medicine box and poured the powder on her wound.

The Gold Sore Medicine was in a bit of pain when scattered, and the medicine powder was poured on the wound. A feeling of pain passed through, and Mo Ranran subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but he was firmly grabbed by Mo Feiye.

”You still know pain? Why didn't you feel pain when you cut it? ” Mo Feiye glanced at Mo Ranran indifferently, her low voice carried a reprimand.

Mo Ranran looked up, and secretly glanced at him, then softly said: ”It hurts when you cut it.”

Mo Feiye coldly glanced at her, took out some gauze and bandaged Mo Ranran's wound.

He sighed softly and his clear voice slowly rang out, ”This time, I will not punish you. You are not allowed to do this next time.”

Mo Ranran nodded as he replied, ”Mn, mn, mn.”

At this time, Long Gu's voice came from outside the door.

”Crown Prince, Master is still resting. Please wait for a moment, I will go in and wake Master.”

”Out of the way!” The crown prince's angry shout came from outside the door, followed by the sound of fighting.

Mo Feiye's eyes slightly narrowed, her voice did not sound emotional at all, ”Long Gu, let him in.”

The sounds of fighting outside the door stopped as the Crown Prince pushed open the door to the tent.

The crown prince's gaze slowly fell on the hands the two were making contact with. was only helping to treat Mo Ranran's wounds but the fact that he was doing so also caused the crown prince's expression to darken.

Slowly shifting his gaze to Mo Feiye's face, the crown prince's eyes flashed with a ruthless light, ”I heard that Mo Ranran slept in your tent last night?”

Mo Feiye used the scissors to cut the gauze, and replied indifferently, ”En.”

”Even though you two are siblings, sleeping in the same tent will not stop you from saying that. Just this once in a while, you are not allowed to offend me again.” The crown prince looked straight at Mo Feiye, a sense of benevolence sweeping past his eyes.

Mo Feiye indifferently swept a glance at the crown prince, his expression indifferent, he spoke without hurry, ”Your Highness, you are overthinking things. Yesterday, I only let Ranran sleep in my tent because I was afraid that she would be infected by the plague, while I stayed with the Military Surgeon Wang in the tent next door. Night. Ranran is my sister, I'm more concerned about her reputation than Her Highness. ”

”I hope what you said is true.” The crown prince coldly snorted, disdain sweeping past his eyes. He obviously did not believe Mo Feiye's words.

The news that came from his subordinate was that Mo Feiye had stayed in his tent for a while. He did not go out at night.

The Crown Prince's eyes swept across Mo Ranran and he slowly spoke: ”Mo Ranran, you go out first, I have something to talk to Mo Feiye about.”

Mo Ranran looked at Mo Feiye and saw him nod towards her. Then, Mo Ranran stood up and left.

After leaving Mo Feiye's tent, Mo Ranran headed towards her own. Her tent was not too far away from Mo Feiye's tent, but when she walked into her own tent, her footsteps paused, her clear eyes sweeping across the tent in front of her, her pupils flickered, and she slowly started to step backwards.

Just as Mo Ranran was about to withdraw, a black figure suddenly appeared from the darkness. The black figure rushed to her front and covered her mouth.

With a flash, she was pressed down on the bed, and only then did Mo Ranran clearly see who had arrived.

”Be good, don't scream, I won't tap your acupoints.” The bronze masked man deliberately lowered his voice, afraid that if he spoke too loudly, it would attract people outside.

Mo Ranran's eyes flickered, and after a moment, he nodded.

The Ghost-Masked Man looked at her and slowly retracted the hand that was covering Mo Ranran.

Once Mo Ranran was freed, he immediately moved to the side, and stayed far away from the Ghost-Masked Man, his eyes looking straight at the Ghost-Masked Man, ”How did you sneak in?”

How many times had he sneaked in? This person treated the military camp as his home, coming and going as he pleased …

The Ghost-Masked Man raised his eyebrows, and lowered his voice with a trace of unfathomable emotion, ”You don't welcome me that much? I am your savior, and my savior has come to see you, is that not okay? ”

”You saved me once, but you also stabbed me with a knife. It's even between us.” Mo Ranran looked at the Ghost-Masked Man indifferently, and spoke without hurry.

The Ghost-Masked Man stretched out two fingers, ”Twice.”

”Twice what?” A hint of doubt flashed past Mo Ranran's eyes.

”I've saved you twice. The Abyss has saved you once, and the Plague has saved you once. That's why you still owe me.” The Ghost-Masked Man's voice was neither warm nor cold, and after hearing it, Mo Ranran's eyes flashed.

She tried her best to suppress her emotions, but there was still a slight tremor in her voice, ”Mo Feiye, save me that night, what pill did you give me?”